Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

I don't know when, the man in black stopped and waited quietly aside.

Chu Yanting let out a slight sneer in his throat, and he knew that this was Chu Junlin's person.

"The regent is no longer pretending?" Chu Yanting raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Chu Junlin as if provoking.

"I should satisfy His Majesty's request." Chu Junlin turned around, holding his sword, and walked step by step in the direction of Chu Yanting.

Chu Yanting also followed the trend and stepped back step by step. His original position was close to the cliff, but gradually, he stood directly on the edge of the cliff. As long as Chu Yanting tilts his body backward, he will fall directly off the cliff.

Chu Junlin looked at Chu Yanting's retreating movements, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

"Your Majesty's martial arts skills are so high, why do you need to retreat?"

"Are you afraid?" As he said that, Chu Junlin had already raised his sword.

"Mr. Gu must..." Chu Yanting's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at them inadvertently, but he happened to meet a pair of dark eyes, which were so gloomy that they were almost dripping with water.

Nan Qiao? Chu Yanting was stunned for a moment.

Why did it happen...this time has come.

Chu Yanting's voice was stuck for a moment, and it twisted in his throat, and he managed to pick it up without any flaws: "Just give the regent a chance."

"What chance?" Chu Junlin didn't notice anything was wrong. His eyes turned cold, and the sword in his hand broke out of the wind. With a sharp edge, he stabbed Chu Yanting in the heart.

However, Chu Yanting raised his head and looked at Nan Qiao. Since she was here and it was unavoidable, it was such a good opportunity, so why not give her a try as well.

He really couldn't help but want to know what Nan Qiao's feelings were for him.

Chu Yanting smiled slightly, not only to Chu Junlin but also to...Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao's eyes widened and he instantly understood Chu Yanting's intention.

You are not allowed!

Nan Qiao mouthed silently.

Chu Yanting lowered his eyes and avoided Nan Qiao's gaze.

"Tsk—" The sharp sword penetrated the flesh, and Chu Yanting's shoulder was instantly stained red by the spurting blood.

Nan Qiao closed her eyes weakly, gritted her teeth, and clenched her hands tightly into fists.

Chu Yanting!

After this time, she had to let him remember it for a long time.

Chu Junlin also changed his expression at the same time. Why didn't Chu Yanting hide?

In an instant, Chu Junlin realized something was wrong, but it was too late.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

"How could you, Prince Regent!"

"Hurry up and save me!"

In a blink of an eye, Chu Junlin met countless pairs of eyes. It was the ministers who were chasing after Fengyun.

Chu Junlin was stunned.

When did they come? !

Chu Yanting had expected it!

Chu Junlin suddenly turned his head and looked at Chu Yanting again.

Chu Yanting specially wore white clothes today. After the fight just now, he was stabbed by Chu Junlin again. The white clothes had already been soaked with blood. At a glance, they were all dazzling red.

It looked particularly embarrassed and desolate.

Chu Yanting's face was pale, with a look of grief and disbelief: "Prince Regent, how could you...!"

Before he could finish speaking, he seemed to have lost all his strength, and as if he had been pushed suddenly by someone. His body fell down and fell directly towards the cliff behind him.

Nan Qiao:!

Scored twice? !

There really is his.

Nan Qiao didn't even bother to curse, and jumped down immediately.

Everyone only felt a gust of wind blowing by and could not see anything clearly.

"Your Majesty!" xn

But Chu Yanting had completely disappeared.

Immediately, everyone's eyes were fixed on Chu Junlin's face.

It's one thing to know that Chu Junlin has this intention, but it's another thing to see him do it with your own eyes.

This time, the regent couldn't deny it.

*

Although it was only early autumn, the temperature in the mountains was extremely low, and since it was falling from a high place, it could almost be said to be bitingly cold.

Nan Qiao tapped his feet on the cliff wall a few times, using the force to speed up his fall, chasing Chu Yanting who was below him.

Then, through the lingering clouds and mist, he hugged the person into his arms.

"Why did you follow him down?" Chu Yanting smiled at Nan Qiao, his eyes were brighter than ever before, and his eyebrows were stretched.

If you ignore his pale face, it is an excellent sight.

"You just want to die." Nan Qiao glared at him and cursed angrily, "You will suffer a lot."

Chu Yanting raised his eyebrows and leaned in Nan Qiao's arms very comfortably. He would talk about the future things later, so why bother him now.

Nan Qiao:…

Unrepentant.

Nan Qiao took the sword in Chu Yanting's hand and thrust it into the cliff to slow down the speed that was getting faster and faster due to the acceleration of gravity.

It's better than nothing, but it actually doesn't have much impact on Nan Qiao. Anyway, she can cheat.

The falling time can be long or short, and in the blink of an eye, it is almost to the end.

Nan Qiao looked at the big net propped up at the bottom of the cliff, then turned around and fell outside the net.

Chu Yanting's heart suddenly lifted, and he was relieved when he saw Nan Qiao miraculously fall to the ground unscathed.

Although this is not common sense, Nan Qiao has many things that are not common sense, including this one.

"His Majesty?"

"Who are you?!" The person waiting at the bottom of the cliff was obviously extremely shocked.

Feng Qi and others looked at Nan Qiao in shock. They even forgot to be vigilant and did not even lift their swords when they saw a strange person.

Who is this woman? How could His Majesty hold them?

"Explain?" Nan Qiao gently shook Chu Yanting's body.

Chu Yanting propped up his body slightly and gave them a calm look: "Don't worry, we are on our own."

"...Yes." Feng Qi hesitated, but still agreed.

Chu Yanting relaxed his body again and rubbed his head against Nan Qiao's shoulder: "Nan Qiao, Gu... I'm tired and want to sleep for a while. The rest will be left to you."

Nan Qiao helplessly lowered his head and glanced at Chu Yanting. The sullen look in his eyes had not dissipated, but he still said, "Go to sleep."

Chu Yanting curled his mouth and closed his eyes.

The exhaustion from the journey, coupled with the injuries and bleeding, made Chu Yanting really tired. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep within a few seconds.

Nan Qiao raised his head and looked at Feng Qi and the others: "Where did you originally plan to go? Let's go."

Feng Qi was still a little dazed and didn't react for a moment.

"The wounds on his body need to be treated, lead the way." Nan Qiao increased his voice, his face darkened slightly.

Nan Qiao is not in a very good mood now, and he really has no patience for other people.

Feng Qi finally came to his senses and pointed in a direction: "This way."

only--

Are these two people too close? What is the relationship between them?

******

When Chu Yanting woke up, he was already lying on the bed, changed into clean clothes, and all the wounds on his body had been taken care of. If you didn't feel it carefully, you wouldn't feel the pain at all.

He looked at the top of the bed with a confused expression on his face.

"Wake up." A familiar voice brought Chu Yanting back from his idle thoughts.

Chu Yanting turned around and saw Nan Qiao, who was sitting on the chair next to the bed.

"Just drink the medicine, it's still warm." Nan Qiao raised her chin and pointed Chu Yanting to look at the cabinet beside the bed, but she was sitting there, not knowing what she was thinking.

Chu Yanting subconsciously wanted to get up, but as soon as he made a move, he seemed to think of something and lay down again.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Chu Yanting's actions, Nan Qiao asked.

"I don't want to drink." He said, turning his head and looking to the other side as if to escape.

Nan Qiao's brows twitched: "You must drink it, you have a fever." The deepest wound on his shoulder and other wounds on his body, especially since he jumped off a cliff and was blown through by the cold wind, he couldn't even think about not having a fever.

Chu Yanting still made no move, as if he hadn't heard anything. Nan Qiao's expression darkened: "You still want me to drink it for you."

After hearing what she said, Chu Yanting raised his eyelids and looked at Nan Qiao: "You can drink it, but you can feed it to me."

"...Are you sure?" Nan Qiao's expression was a bit strange.

"determine."

Chu Yanting didn't understand what Nan Qiao's expression meant, but since she wouldn't harm herself anyway, it didn't matter.

"Okay." Nan Qiao walked over to Chu Yanting, sat on the edge of the bed, then lifted Chu Yanting up and put him in his arms.

He took the medicine bowl and scooped up a spoonful of medicine. He thoughtfully tested the temperature before passing it to Chu Yanting's lips.

Chu Yanting was very satisfied with Nan Qiao's thoughtfulness. However, as soon as the medicine reached his mouth and he took a sip, his expression suddenly changed. His whole face was distorted for a moment. If he hadn't taken etiquette into consideration, he would have almost spit it out.

How could it be... so painful!

Especially now, drinking spoonful after spoonful is like cutting flesh with a dull knife, which makes people feel even more uncomfortable.

The bitter taste filled his mouth, and his whole body seemed to be bitter.

After Chu Yanting took a few sips, he shut his mouth and pushed away the spoon Nan Qiao continued to put towards his mouth, with a gesture of rejection.

"It's too bitter, I won't drink it anymore."

"Your Majesty, you'd better drink it." Nan Qiao said coolly, "If you don't drink the medicine, in order to reduce your Majesty's fever, we can only administer it internally."

In vivo drug administration? !

Even if he didn't understand what it was before, after doing those things with Nan Qiao, Chu Yanting now understood what she meant almost as soon as Nan Qiao said it.

Chu Yanting's originally pale face suddenly turned red, and he was no longer so resistant to the medicine, but his words were unforgiving: "It's only in the body. Didn't you use those messy things in the past? "

Is this still missing?

"Ha..." Nan Qiao smiled innocently.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, this matter won't go away so easily." Nan Qiao took a handkerchief and wiped the remaining trace of medicine at the corner of Chu Yanting's mouth.

"…What's the meaning?"

"Did I just tell His Majesty not to harm my body last time?" Nan Qiao stared at Chu Yanting's face, his eyes darkening.

"But Your Majesty, it's only been a few days, and he's been stabbed and jumped off a cliff again. He almost killed himself."

"No, I'm sure, nothing will happen, it's just..." Chu Yanting felt a little guilty after being told by Nan Qiao, but he still stiffened his neck and retorted.

Since he has already planned it, it is absolutely impossible to change it. It is just a little injury. He can still afford such a small price.

"It's just a little injured, right?" Nan Qiao took over his words.

Although he was righteous when he thought about it, when Nan Qiao said it so bluntly, Chu Yanting was still choked and speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Chu Yanting didn't like this atmosphere very much and was the first to break the silence: "I'll take the medicine. You don't need to feed me. I'll do it myself."

After saying that, Chu Yanting took the bowl of medicine from Nan Qiao's hand, raised his head and drank it down.

Seeing that Chu Yanting had finished drinking, Nan Qiao naturally took the empty bowl from Chu Yanting's hand and put it on the cabinet aside.

"Your Majesty, please sleep for a while." Nan Qiao pulled the quilt and covered Chu Yanting, making a gesture of getting up, "I'll go out for a while."

"Nan Qiao, are you angry?" Chu Yanting grabbed Nan Qiao's sleeve, stopped her action in time, and asked with a somewhat flattering tone.

"I'm angry, but it's okay. After all, I have already thought about how to punish Your Majesty." Nan Qiao spread his hands and said calmly.

"...What?" Chu Yanting was stunned for a moment. Thinking of Nan Qiao's methods, he suddenly had a bad feeling, "Nan Qiao, what do you want... to do?"

Although Nan Qiao would definitely not cause him pain, sometimes, the most severe punishment was not pain.

"Does Your Majesty want to know in advance?" Nan Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a twinkle in his eye, "Yes, it's up to Your Majesty to make a decision on this matter. I'm actually quite confused."

"I counted carefully. Except for the deepest one on the shoulder, excluding some small scratches, there are a total of eleven wounds on His Majesty's body."

"...So?" Chu Yanting asked tremblingly.

"So, Your Majesty, make your own choice."

"One wound at a time, or..."

The expression on Chu Yanting's face froze.

Nan Qiao took out a string of beads from somewhere. Each one was about the size of a quail egg, milky white, round and smooth, with a faint layer of brilliance on the surface.

Nan Qiao specially found a spiritual stone to grind it into a round shape. It has sufficient spiritual energy and is also good for his body when used.

"One wound at a time."

"..." Chu Yanting's eyes suddenly widened, and his fingers even trembled.

Which one to choose?

No matter which one he chooses, he will die!

Is this something the human body can withstand?

"I don't choose either one." Chu Yanting squeezed out a few words from his throat, and after speaking, like an ostrich, he blushed and turned his head to the back of the bed as an escape.

"In that case-" Nan Qiao smiled evilly, not caring about Chu Yanting's futile escape, but the words he said made Chu Yanting's whole body couldn't help but tremble.

"Then let's put it together."

"Your Majesty will have one for each one."

Chu Yanting stiffened his neck and turned his head to look at Nan Qiao. He opened and closed his mouth several times before he could hold back a sentence: "Nan Qiao, are you a devil?!"